Gyone: The Baron part 3
The dealer walks in from the blinking lights of the slot machines; he emerges with a small lamp in hand and pulled the chain attached, illuminating the table as he set it in the middle. His eyes met with the five, cards still in front: one face down and the other face up. Gyone, Valkyrie, the neutral man, and now Shigiro- a man who had invaded in the heat of the Baron's uproar, demanding that Baron come with- sits where the troublemaker once sat. the Baron is also present, flustered with unpredictable rage, yet elegant and coy. From the gaze in his eyes and the curling grin, you could tell that he had lost grip of his patience. The dealer breathes a sigh of relief while laying his right hand on the green-tarp surface of the table.
"Alright," said the dealer. "I'm sure you're all very eager to get this over with or at the least, play. What with all of the "setbacks."
His stare met angrily with the Baron, which was retorted with a sadistic chuckle. He looks away moments later; his misery-ridden face shows some light as he calls for their first hands.
"Let 'em down, boys. Who's gettin a smack and who's chickening out?"
Gyone is the first to call out.
"Hit me, if you would be so kind."
Valkyrie, noticeably buzzed and disgruntled, is next.
"Bahh, I fold!" he said as he threw the cards back down on the table.
The neutral man nodded his head, pointing down for a hit, no words spoken. An odd one in a game already full of colorful people. Gyone looked at the man and thought to himself.
"Not much of a talker, are you, mystery man?"
His stare met with Shigiro's across the way; a gaze of bottled rage. He was definitely ready to tear into Baron.
"..Speaking of mystery men."
"Say, buddy," said Gyone to the neutral man.
The man gave Gyone his attention.
"I was wondering if you'd be willing to switch seats with me. You ain't talking much anyway, are ya?"
Gyone was met with a nod of approval, even a polite smile; they switched seats right away, transferring their chips and leaving their cards on the table, call it a game of chance.
"Hit me," said Shigiro. He saw the card and immediately pushed them forward, calling for a fold.
His attention turned to Gyone as he slid out the chair and took a seat.
"Really did have a crap hand, didn't he?" asked Gyone in a sarcastic fashion.
"Perhaps," answered Shigiro, lacking eye contact, looking forward. "Can I help you?"
"Not the social type, huh? Straight to the point kind of guy," replied Gyone. "..Well I don't hate it. At least you're not a brick wall or smashed."
Shigiro let out a small chuckle and closed his eyes. He met Gyone's stare and responded.
"I apologize for my demeanor, sir. I just didn't expect to be playing games. Might as well get into the spirit for the time being."
"Damn it, number's over.." said Baron under his breath as he slammed his clenched fist down like a hammer.
The dealer, very much amused by his scene, silently laughed to himself, covering his mouth. He tapped on the table and began to speak.
"Alright, boys; highest number gets the pot. Grey-hair and the quiet one: which one will it be?"
The man showed his cards which added up to 19.
"We have 19 on the quiet one; tough number to beat!"
The crowd on the outside, still rather timid of the guards around, began to watch from the dimly-lit sidelines as if it were a professional event. Gyone showed his cards. 20 was the number.
"Grey-hair wins the pot this time! Real lucky break, but we aren't done yet, boys. Throw 'em in: 2 reds at least.
"Haha! Told you, old man!" yelled Gyone to Valkyrie as he sprang up from his chair in excitement.
"Alright! Keep them coming, boy, and we might get this thing yet!" answered Valkrie in an enthusiastic manner.
He picked up his half-full glass of Brandy and drank the rest in one last chug. The glass came down with heavy force, nearly breaking it.
"Hey you.. flyman!" shouted Valkyrie, speech noticably slurred and clumsy.
Baron looked at the man in disgust; as if he were royalty and were not bowed to.
"I beg your pardon?!" yelled Baron.
"Hey now.. (Belch).. I was just wondering if it was alright with you to tell your big guys to let me on through to get some more drinky."
"Hmph.. Go on ahead, old man." replied Baron reluctantly.
Valkyrie got up from his chair and held his empty glass up.
"Oh thank you.. s-so much, Flyman! I swear I will be.. rright back, just watch."
As he finished his words, so did his sense of balance, tripping him to the floor, throwing the glass and smashing it to pieces. Baron laughed strongly.
Gyone looked at Valkyrie, almost with a look of embarrassment, but with a lot of entertainment.
"Need a hand there?" said Gyone, afterwards bursting with laughter.
Their eyes met, but Valkyrie's was one of a sober man. A sober man with intent for sure. Gyone thought to himself for a moment, halting his laughter immediately.
"You crafty son of a bitch.."
Valkyrie motioned his head towards the bathroom. No words were needed to show that he wanted Gyone to move into the bathroom.. somehow. Once that was done, Valkyire turned into a drunken idiot once again, picking himself up slowly and walking like his legs were noodles.
"Well?" asked the dealer, impatiently tapping his fingers on the table. "Should we wait, or play a quick game?"
Baron answered with fury in his voice.
"Are you mad?! We're playing now, or else people are going to start dying! Deal, now!"
"Hmm. Okay, boys; let's get this started.." answered the dealer, throwing out two cards for each just like last time.
Gyone turned over to Shigro.
"So I couldn't help but notice that blade of yours," said Gyone as he pointed at the golden Scythe at his side. "That must've cost you a fortune."
Shigiro took a peak at his second card as he responded, immediately folding. Odd seeing as the face-up was a Queen.
"It's a family treasure; passed down from generation to generation. You can't put a price on tradition."
Gyone took a peak at his second card and responded.
"Yeah, I can relate," said Gyone. "My dad's got a Scythe too; passed down for fucking ages.. almost treats it like a second son."
"Sounds like a fine man; he has his values about him. Family at the upmost."
Gyone laughed and responded.
"Could've fooled me! That bastard doesn't even live in the same continent anymore. Moved out to Bogmire in Ferrum."
Gyone glanced over to see that the neutral man hit, but had no luck. Just him and Baron now.
"Hmm. That is a long way's away for sure," said Shigiro. "I hear it's much more peaceful there. Less Anubian trash and small-town sensibilities, although I've never been myself. I'm sure he has his reasons."
"Hmm.. one can hope," answered Gyone as he turned away with slight distraught in his voice.
"Boy?" asked Baron.
Gyone looked over.
"Are you gonna hit or not?!" shouted Baron as their stares met.
Without a word, Gyone knocked on the table, signaling for a card. The value went over. 25. He immediately got up from his seat. Baron's sadistic grin curved up once again as he began to celebrate his winning, scraping the chips in a clustered pile.
"Well it's about fucking time!" exclaimed Baron.
Gyone began to walk away which was met with Baron's questioning.
"Hey! Where in the hell do you think you're going?!" asked Baron as his guards took aim.
Gyone, without facing back, kept walking and answered.
"Just taking a piss; nothing special," said Gyone in a sarcastic fashion.
Baron put his hand up to halt the guards from firing, then turned back to admire his winnings with a delighted grin on his face.
Gyone exhaled his breath into a sigh as he pushed open the door. He only took a step or two forward, after the door shut, when suddenly, Valkyrie ran up and grabbed him by his suit, gripping tightly in a panic with his left hand. His face was pale and his stare, once the man with a plan, was now one of fear and haste. He took out a silenced pistol out from his suit and pressed it against Gyone's chest.
"Listen to me now, Gyone, and listen well. When you walk out this door, I don't care how you do it, how many shots it takes, anything; blow that damned Baron's brains out and let's get the hell out of here!"
Gyone questioned his haste as he pushed Valkyrie away.
"Woah, woah now, old man," said Gyone. "Did that Brandy get to your head? What happened to the cloak and dagger act?!"
"No! No no nonononono.. something's wrong; something big!"
"Well what are you waiting for? Out with it!" Shouted Gyone and he grabbed Valkyrie's shoulders and shook him violently.
+...There's a bomb under the casino.+
Kojin sit in front of Senyo's desk as Senyo stares out of the large window, taking the sights of the city nightlife. They both share a silence for moment until Senyo spoke up.
"So.. are you going to give a report on the research, or are you going to spend a little more time admiring my figure," said Senyo with a chuckle.
Kojin groaned at the thought, rolling his eyes.
"Well? Don't keep me waiting."
Kojin placed a folder on the desk. Senyo looked back to his desk and picked up the folder, beginning to read the details.
"Mmhmm.. Fascinating behavior," said Senyo to himself.
He turned his attention to Kojin and continued.
"It seems that the classification section is.. empty. Mind telling me as to why?"
"We're still trying to determine it's molecular structure and it's instictual behavior. So far.. this little thing of yours has proven inconclusive to all but one characteristic.."
"Hmm?" replied Senyo.
Kojin slammed his fist on the desk and sprang up from out of his chair as he answered.
"The damn thing's a carnivore! It eats meat, flesh, and bone.. I knew there was something wrong the moment those two walked in with that jar."
"We've been over this, Mr. Muroshi," said Senyo as he straightened his glasses. "You're a brilliant man, but quit your paranoid behavior! We already have plenty of interesting and new wildlife out there in zoos, on display, who wouldn't pass up a child as a tasty lunch, let alone a simple steak."
"Don't you get it yet? Something like a liquid, one that can split apart and reproduce at such an alarming rate, could kill pretty damn quick if it were to get out of those jars your belligerent ass keeps stockpiling in the lab!"
Senyo rose his voice to new heights as he cut off Kojin's rebuttal.
"I have had enough of your accusations, you paranoid, old man! What? Am I a monster for this? A simple discovery that I believe would draw attention and intrigue?! A testament to show that our whole world wasn't lost with the Prodigy Wars that wiped out our civilization decades ago?! I've always had this vision, my father's vision before me, that we can learn bold, new things through tragedy. A tragedy that took this man's former business and left him with a fresh new start; and with that search, what did we find? Hybrids. New populations of species, some even sentient for christ's sake! And now, with something such as this, is only a step forward to give hope to the people.. but the people like you are the reason we as a species go two steps back in our pursuits!"
His eyes stared with a fire. A purple flame to showcase his passion and disagreement. Kojin sat speechless, moved or disturbed is anyone's guess. He began to answer, but was cut off as Senyo calmed his nerves, staring back out the window.
"How does a raise sound? A promise to keep the substance well-sealed and guarded at all times; how does that sound?"
"...Can you fully assure me that nobody will get hurt by this?" asked Kojin in a disgruntled manner.
"Accidents happen," continued Senyo. "But if one does occur, I'll see to it myself that the situation is fully contained as soon as possible."
Kojin stood up and held out his hand and responded.
"Shake on it, and you have my full cooperation."
Senyo turned back with a smile on his face, gleefully accepting. The smile seemed genuine, not one of a corporate ruse. He immediately took hold of Kojin's hand.
"There, we can solve this with some civilry. Just a good, honest agreement," said Senyo.
Kojin pulled in from the handshake, hugging Senyo for a moment.
"You see that right there?" said Kojin. "That was your father talking; and I can't tell you how long I've been waiting to have faith in you, kid. Nothing ever got done until 'ol Jeril pushed the bar, that's for damn sure."
They both pulled away and Kojin continued.
"Go ahead and forget that raise, Mr. Genshika. I don't need it."
"Nah ah ah," said Senyo. "As a senior member of Genshika Inc., you deserve some compensation. Perhaps for the wife and kid?"
Kojin rubbed the back of his neck and answered.
"Well.. I've been planning a family getaway, but I didn't want to do it in a buggy; something a bit more comfortable."
"Say no more, my friend. A Two-horse chariot and escort, with lush decor I might add, should make the trip interesting, wouldn't you say?" asked Senyo.
"Really? You'd do that for me, kid?" asked Kojin, a face of delight emerging from him.
"Of course, Kojin. Anything you need! Now I think it's about time we end our buddy session and getting some work done, so go on; you're dismissed." answered Senyo.
"A pleasure, Mr. Genshika," said Kojin as he began to walk to the exit door.
He thought to himself as he looked back at Senyo, looking through the folder in further detail.
+"Glad to have you back, Jeril."+